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Thanks a lot!
It was fine GMing and playing.
People here (including myself) are used to the 1/day post.
But you can warn you are doing less etc..
Be safe and happy all!

Belta glances over to see what invisible adversary Saratur is fighting...

Standing her ground, Belta takes her time to get off an extra shot--
Full Attack
--and fires at the skeleton damaged by Mega.
Aiming for skeleton 1
1st BANG vs. KAC: 1d20 + 4 - 1 ⇒ (19) + 4 - 1 = 22 Bullet, piercing: 1d4 ⇒ 1
But seeing her bullet only nicked the thigh bone, if it even hit, she tries to shoot the same skeleton again.
Aiming for skeleton 1
2nd BANG vs. KAC: 1d20 + 4 - 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 - 4 = 19 Bullet, piercing: 1d4 ⇒ 1
This time she corrects her shot-- too much so, only grazing the other thigh bone-- if at all.
She frowns: "I'll shoot in the middle next time..."

I should be running the PFS special for Gameday X (the King in Thorns), in Tier 7-8 (what a headache that will be! Six PCs with 12 unique feats and 12 unique abilities each!).
But that is all for now... maybe after Gameday.

Got the chronicle, thank you!

I like the specific (scene by scene) story, and also the mechanics of the scenario (various skill checks etc.).
But not the overall story that much-- I do not have the impression I was part of figuring anything out, or understanding what happened (an event, a reaction). Nothing negative, just not a feeling of having done much as a general story arc.

I was very happy w. how you GMed it and liked all the RP and interaction with all the characters and NPCs, so I had a very nice time!

Odo shakes J. Dacilane's hand, with a quizzical look, then later asks his comrades:
"What DID we do? I mean, what is a Protean? A thing taking itself to be a student? If so, why? Or a student that morphed?
Anyhow, we did do good!"

Odo will take a clipping of the newspaper-- and be happy to have read that!
Nice!

Belta tries looking over Waverly's shoulder, peering out as far as the light illuminates.
"Whadda we bein' a lookin' for, heh?"
Perception, 1 rank: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20

Just as a side-note for those wanting to GM but who feel unsure: I feel that PbP is a great place to start.
You have time to go and check the rules, think things over etc., before answering anything, or having your NPCs react, so the pressure is really reduced (at least that is what I feel), vs. dealing with things in real time on tabletop.

Odo suddenly looks at Salaish, smiling, showing his messed up teeth:
"I think I got it!
A creature that responds with randomness, and just kind of babbles aimlessly... I know what sort of thing would do that:"
Odo looks up and around, calling out:
"MOTHER IN LAW?! Is that you?!"

Odo looks at Argoni:
"I am Odo."

Then Odo kneels down to look at the table legs.
"Okay, these are square..."
He starts to count them:
"One, two, three, four... so that's a sum of four."
He looks around the room:
"Anyone see a hypotenuse?
A square one, not a round one."

Odo looks around, and frowns at Symeon:
"HEY! Is it that one? Or is it not that one?!
Make up your mind."

Belta is happy to have arrived, and gets her gear ready.
"So, where will we land?"

Belta looks over the shoulder of the person checking the sensors--
Untrained computer roll, just for fun: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (19) + 0 = 19
--and seems to spot some adequate places.
She is just about to say something, but, knowing she is has no computer skills, she imagines she is mistaken.
She just shrugs and says nothing.

The great, but dead as a doorsknob, author.

So we have one hiddens doors. And one hidden doorsknob.

Odo is very wary of what Gizzard is trying to give him:
"Cluin? I am careful of what I eat, you know!"

"No worries, mon! Belta be excited too!"

Okay, I have finally entered all my data and links for the spells etc..
Sorry for being a bit slow on all this (have not played SFS in 2 years or so).

I think it is about the same for me!
I stopped checking because I always saw 'no gameplay thread', and so stopped checking, imagining I would see the (new) appear.
Anyhow, I am in late but I am in!
Thanks for the heads up.

"Hey, mon, can I and I come wit' you on vacation?"

Enjoy your time off!

Belta is ready for action (or inaction!).

I will add my avatar bar info' and SFS info' in my character sheet this week-end, but all the other info' is up.

I have not seen the Expanse (only started the 1st novel a long time ago, but never finished) but I was looking for SF slang/lingo and found: https://expanse.fandom.com/wiki/Belter_Creole
Looks fun! (like some Troll speak)
Now I have to finish reading the Expanse.

"Oye! Mi be Belta."

I will be playing Belta, a tall & slender low-grav'-born female Human, a belter from the Diaspora.
I have yet to port the character over to my Paizo sheet & avatar bar, but she is made and outfitted.

Thanks for running this, and getting into GM-ing here!
And thanks for having me...

I was thinking of soldier, or technomancer-- will make my mind up rapidly.
What other ideas are floating around?!

Hello!
I would be happy to start a new level 1 character for your First Test.
No problem helping, if I can, a new to SFS PbP GM, and at least being patient and all.
(Foundry is fine for me. re. maps etc.)
(never had an issue w. 1/day min' posting)
Thanks for running this in any case!

Dead Odo waved good-bye to the Goblin-King of Absalom and, speaking in Goblin, addressed the chieftain:
"I will look into that part you wrote for me, your Majesty, and learn my lines better this time, oh Zusgut the Great!"
Dead Odo left the old playhouse near the Puddles’ western edge, smiling to some of the other Goblins who lived here.
He remembered the long trek from Lastwall, when, his body torn to shreds, his soul slipping away to the Boneyard, Zusgut and his Goblin tribe saved him, while also helping many paladins and knights to safety.

Moving through Absalom, a place he now felt relatively comfortable in, after all these months training as a member of the Vigilant Seal.
Though he still lingered for the mountains of Lastwall, his homeland, and for all his family and friends killed by the undead.
By those @#%#@ undead!
Odo stopped... and took a deep breath.
Cool down. You have a job to do!
He was actually quite excited: this would be his first task as a Pathfinder!

The smell of the grilled meat, the pickled beetroots... all the fine fragrance from the food stalls seemed great to Odo.
But, before looking into what was for sale, he glanced around for the agents he was supposed to meet.

Okay, there's one of the kid-students-- oh, no, wait, they have a beard?!
Odo looked at the staff-wielding gnome:
"Hey, you!"
Then Odo shows his wayfinder.

**FLUSH**
The sound of the toilet in the lobby can be heard, as the door opens, and Baila exits.

"I haven't made it home yet! Darn the food they serve here!"
She comes out, looking slightly green at the gills.

"How did things go? Better than for me, I hope!"

Just have your dogs post!

Giggett tries some gnome magic...

Unexpected Shift: 1d20 ⇒ 2

I read--

--Giggett tries some gnome magic...

Unexpected S%!$

And really wondered what the heck you were rolling for about 10 seconds...

As Natsume talks about ”stepping back”, Sitril, who just was sent flying back, and is struggling to remain standing, wonders if she is mocking him?

Natsume rams her spikes at the Behemoth--
Crit'? You think that beast has only 16 AC? Be serious--
--and stop forgetting to add the Bless +1 to crit' vs. AC 17!

Natsume has rammed the shield in the big lug and hides behind it as the spikes pop stitches left and right and alchemical ooze drips out all over--
20 damage
--but the magic on the spikes disappears.
round 10 was the last round (but a useful one)

Round 10
Sitril - 28 damage ; -1 AC ; Bleeding 1 (Rage started @round 7) ; DC19 Fort' save or prone
Pot Tosser - 12 damage
Round 11
Gigget - 3 damage
Tamerius - 0 hp ; Prone ; Dying 2 ; Bleeding 1 ; Burning 2 - 30 foot Bless, started @round 2
Vilree
Behemoth - 47 damage ; frightened 1
Natsume - 2 damage - Shield Up & Covered - GoR vs. non-pot tosser

Healing Bomb is tossing a healing potion on someone, at a distance? (like in PF1).
If so, maybe Vilree can go out and purchase the APG real quick...

I have a green blob.

I have to use it!

”they are a community unto themselves. Daikitsu calls upon us to help communities work toward good and heal them when they are sick. So...”

Well... did not even think of that!

Your Deity has to thank you now.
Add a Hero Point--

Natsume moves into the cell, and heals the Amalgam-- as its wounds close, you feel that it is also, and more importantly, soothed by the compassion!
Voices come from the various distorted heads.
Calling out in Common: "No pain!"

In Elven: "ਕੋਈ ਦਰਦ ਨਹੀਂ!"

In Goblin: "нет боли!"

In Orcish: "Bez bólu!"

At ease... at least for a bit, the beast falls instantly, asleep truly resting for the first time, ever.

It sure is magical... with the right lighting, some silk sheets (which Vilree has), and a nice bottle of Kynonian red wine, the night will be pure magic!

But, other than that-- no, it is "just" incense.

Just read the description of the things you buy, or the skill you want to use.

That is not system mastery.

That is just "not playing without even reading once the rule re. what I want to do".

So, a couple hours to heal up, clean your blades and flails and such... eat a bit, take a drink, and head back in?
Anybody want something different?

The Amalgam starts tap dancing and waving all his arms: "They call me tap tap Mister Everybody! tap tap", and leaves you alone for ever. I wish.
I will look into this in a bit (have to finish a deadline first).

Electricity lashes out at the two alchemical drudges-- but does nothing at all to them.
Yellow--
Reflex vs DC19: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (19) + 10 = 29
--looks at Blue--
1d20 + 10 ⇒ (20) + 10 = 30
--and Blue looks back at Yellow.
They both shrug.

2 crit' saves. I am back!

The yellow drudge moves up to Giggett, looks her in the eye and--
VOMITS all over the Gnome!
The puke pours all over, and starts to burn-- it is acidic!
DC 17 basic Reflex save, Acid damage: 2d6 ⇒ (3, 1) = 4

The blue drudge moves all the way up to Tamerius, and tries to give some of its own hell--
Fist: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (12) + 10 = 22
--bashing the Cleric with a lumpy fist-- that also sprays freezing alchemical liquid over Tamerius' arm.
Bludgeoning + Cold: 1d8 + 2 + 1d6 ⇒ (2) + 2 + (6) = 10

The orange drudge moves up to Sitril, and vomits on the dwarf.
"BARRRF!"
DC 17 basic Reflex save, Acid damage: 2d6 ⇒ (2, 6) = 8
Natsume can of course block damage and do her thing - you go for it?

The red drudge swings at Natsume--
Fist: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (2) + 10 = 12
--but hits nothing...
So it pukes on Natsume too!
DC 17 basic Reflex save, Acid damage: 2d6 ⇒ (4, 2) = 6

The pot-tosser--
1d20 ⇒ 17
--is rubbery and squeezes out of the dwarf's grasp: "EEK!"
And flies away down the stairs real fast...

Round 4
Sitril Anvilbrand - save for acid damage
Giggett - 6 damage - save for acid damage
Natsume Ren - save for acid damage
Tamerius Archilus - 10 damage
Blue-Cold
Yellow
Red
Orange
Round 5
Pot Tosser

I hope Botamo is doing okay then.
I will be okay.
My neighbor drove right into my car, head on! Crazy.
Just was quite banged about and all. But should end up being totally okay in a bit.
Be safe all! And thanks a lot for running this-- despite all the craziness. Thanks a lot.
No need for chronicles for me.

Baila nods to Celly:
"I used to be a pirate? I guess. Or used to be owned by pirates.
When I was a teen, the Drow leisure yacht I was on was successfully attacked by pirates, the ones that call themselves Free Captains, though they do not offer freedom to those under them, I guess. Free Captains, not Free Crew."
Baila shrugs:
"So, well, instead of being sold somewhere, I was offered the chance to pay off my own life-debt by working for them..."

Your GM does not fly-- but he is a dumpling.

Warm-hearted thanks to our VOs for the time and effort they give for us!

couldn't find the same profile pic but it'll do. So this version is ready to go.

Check the boxes:

Greetings all!

And thanks for running this.

Kush smiles, and looks at the ceiling: "Nice day... but it might rain."
He tries to look oh so harmless and not involved.

"Blip blip!"

Absalom Daily

--The Hopper Infusion nabs First Prize--

Famed inventor Elsha Ustosh won the Golden Beaker at the 975th Absalom Alchemist Inventor's Convention.
His sturdy infusion is a powerful extract of honey that one can tosses to the side in order to distract bears long enough for one to flee the scene!

It as though Hopper's fingers move every so slightly to hold on tight to the red beard...

The race officials say that: "You completed the race honorably and did not attempt to cheat any trials or harm your fellow competitors--"

Signe interrupts, and says she feels ashamed for her team having tried to sabotage you, and having paid off Race Officials to be zealous with your inspections and such.

"--so you are invited to return again next year."
The portly official hears Signe, and says: "Oh, one last formality, the winning team is tasked with helping to prepare the feast and medical supplies for the remaining racers."
Before he runs away as fast as he stubby legs can carry him...

Once the last of the teams cross the finish line, and all come to clap you on the bank, for your courage, the festivities begin.

A massive feast is prepared, and the winning team is given a place of honor at the banquet table, the body of Hopper put on Balgird's shield, on top of spears furnished by each of the teams that participated, and all honor him through the night!

You leant that Without Trace or Fail, the team, is forbidden from participating in the celebration and banned from any future competition in the Balgirdtrek for having not having played fair.
They are the ones that apologized to you for their actions, and turned themselves into the race officials.

Thus, you spend a night of merriment, despite Hopper's demise-- and the local Clerics of Gorum are willing to help revive the young Goblin's body.
But the portly Race Official reappears, and shows where it states, in the race's rulebook, that this is not free--

RESULTS FOR YOUR CHRONICLE SHEETS:

Slaying the Beast[: The Beast is a deadly threat to competitors in the Balgirdtrek and earns the PCs the gratitude of the race officials. The officials reward the PCs with a scroll of snowball (Lost Omens World Guide 112) on their Chronicle sheet. If the PCs fail to defeat the beast, cross the scroll off of their Chronicle sheet.
So, no Scroll of Snowball.

Once the PCs cross the finish line, Progress Points accrued throughout the trials and overland travel are totaled. If the PCs have more points than any other team, they are the winners of the Balgirdtrek.
You have 23 points, vs. 20 for the Fangs, so-- you are the winners!

Primary Objective
If the PCs complete the Balgirdtrek without being caught cheating or interfering with the other teams progress they complete the primary objective of this scenario.
Done

Secondary Objectives
Winning the Balgirdtrek grants the PCs the Tarnbreaker Champions boon on their Chronicle sheet and earns each the other Fame & Reputation
Done, so you get the Boon & all 4 Fame & Rep.

I have already reported the Game so that is done (Outpost III closed on May 28 and they wanted people to report early to be free for PaizoCon).

And will get your Chronicle sheets out today or tomorrow.